Weather, What?

Good morning, friends! We’re nearing the end of September and it is currently a pleasant 68 degrees here. Unfortunately, it’s also 10 am and the forecast predicts a high of 88. What is wrong with this picture? What is wrong with our weather? You’d think I’d be used to such things by now, having lived in western PA my entire life where the weather is basically always drunk and doing something weird. Yet here I am, sitting in my chair without a cup of coffee because it’s too warm for that, my fan going, my window open and the cats scattered around because it’s too hot for snuggles. And I just can’t help but ask, Weather, what are you doing?

Do you remember like a month ago when it was in the 60s every day for a week and it was the actual best thing ever? I was so excited to wear fall clothes and bring out my boots and pull on my jeans and enjoy warm beverages again. I had to go down and dig out a couple long sleeved shirts from my winter stash. I seriously considered bringing up everything and switching my wardrobe right then. Thank goodness I didn’t, because I would be twice as sad now if I had. It was so nice and fall-ish at the beginning of the month, the leaves even began to change on some of the trees around us. It was wonderful.

And then PA remembered that it can’t possibly be nice and predictable. That’s just nonsense. So suddenly we’re back up in the 80s mid-September, and then late September, just to mess with us, I’m sure. I have been extremely put out by this turn of events. I have several bags full of new sweaters and long sleeved shirts that are waiting very patiently to be worn. I have three new dresses I’m dying to wear to church, but can’t because I would actually die wearing them. They’re so comfy, though! One of them is basically a t-shirt in dress form and I love it. It’s huge, though, because I want to be able to wear it all winter, so that’s a thing. I need to try it with all the belts, because that’s my plan for most things right now. Wear it with a belt and it’ll probably be fine until it fits better.

My husband and I have been suffering through the nights recently since we, naturally, took the window fan out at the beginning of the month when it was like 40 degrees and below at night. Now, of course, we kind of want to put it back, but it’s such a hassle, since Logan is paranoid that the cats will knock the whole thing out the window and escape if we don’t duck tape the whole thing in. Plus it’s supposed to cool down, finally, at the end of this week. We’ll see if that actually happens, but here’s hoping. For now, we’ve had the ceiling fan going, the one window with a secure screen open, and have resorted to holding hands instead of snuggling, because it’s just too hot for that.

The cats have also abandoned us. I think this proves my theory that all the cat snuggles were just because it was cool enough for snuggles and they wanted our body heat. Since the weather has gotten warmer our cat snuggle time has gone down dramatically. They haven’t been sleeping with us for two weeks now and I only occasionally enjoy visits from my fuzzy friends during the day. Yesterday we each sat in a different chair and napped. That’s the kind of weather we’re having.

I went out for coffee and shopping with a friend on Thursday and made the mistake of trying to be fall-ish, despite the weather. I got an iced pumpkin spice latte and it was just wrong. I knew it was wrong, but I did it anyway. I don’t know what it is abut pumpkin spice, but it’s just not meant to be a cool drink. It’s supposed to be a warm up your hands through your fingerless gloves kind of drink. A sip over your scarf as you snuggle in your sweater kind of drink. It is a suck through a straw while wearing shorts kind of drink. It’s just not right, and it made me sad. I did buy pumpkin spice creamer while we were shopping last week, though. I haven’t been able to bring myself to use it yet, but I got a small bottle, so it should do me well for the season, once the season actually starts.

I won’t complain about the sunshine, though. I don’t mind the rain, but I’ll take the sun while it’s here. Chances are it’ll disappear real quick once fall actually decides to come and then we’ll be all rain and fog for a few months and then gray sky and snow until spring. I did get scolded for not watering my outside plant, though. My mom came down for my birthday and asked about it. Her exact words to me were “Just put it outside and let it be.” So that’s what I do every summer, and it’s been doing really well. Apparently, though, when it doesn’t rain for a while, I do need to water it. So that’s something to remember. I’m a little concerned about my plant now, though. My dad says it’s outgrowing it’s pot and I’m pretty sure it’s too tall to go up on the shelf it was living on through the winter. I’m not sure where I’m going to put it so the cats can’t eat it this year. It may have to live downstairs. It’ll get plenty of light, but I’m afraid it’ll be lonely and I’ll forget to water it. Apparently this plant never dies, but still, I did manage to finally kill the aloe plant, so anything is possible.

Supposedly, Thursday is only going to be 68, instead of 80, and the forecast is saying it’s all 60s for the rest of the week. I’ll believe it when we get there, but I’m not going to lie, my hopes are up a little bit. I just really want to pull out my new clothes and enjoy my old clothes while I can. I’ve got a bunch of shirts from last year I’ll only be able to wear maybe through October, so I’ve got to get on that. At any rate, I hope you’re coping with this weird heat better than we are here. Have a lovely day, my friends.